I wish I could tell you how I feel
without making my waters work
or putting my pride to waste
but darling I wouldn't know how to tell you,
even if I knew what to say
If I stop fearing,
what I fear the most
maybe this would go away
but baby you told me,
you told me that this wouldn't stay
I wish that there was only one road left to travel
and darling these feet are too tired to always be going
but I woke to never knowing
I sleep to never stop walking
If this is it at it's worst
traveled roads alone
in time, in time again,
is a decent way to live an untraveled life
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